#Chapter 8: The Fallout

—Sienna’s POV— Asher had stalked ahead of me through the trees, leading us back towards the main square. “Asher - ” I called to him, frustration seeping through me. “Sea!” Julian’s voice stopped me, and I saw him standing back at the tree line. “You know the Elder inspectors are watching you. Waiting for you to make a mistake.” “I said let it go,” I shouted, my fists clenching. Could he just leave me alone? “My decisions are mine to make. Every one that I make is for my pack, and I take it more seriously than anything I ever have.” I turned around again, ready to put this behind me. “You’re not qualified to - ” Julian accused, so desperately clinging to any last strand of hope. “This isn’t a joke to me!” I yelled, fury pulsing through me. “GO!” Hurt flashed across Julian’s face, and he deserved every bit of it. Before he could say anything else, I’d turned my back to him yet again, hurrying to catch up to Asher. “Asher!” I hollered up to him, annoyed